One thing I've learned about myself while immersed in the world of SOV is that I no longer really give a tin shit whether or not something is narratively coherent or how formally impressive it is or isn't if, at bottom, it makes emotional sense to me. Shatter Dead is better made than most at this level because Scooter McCrae is a thoughtful dude with a number of strong ideas and a visual sense that finds striking images whenever he can, but most importantly it exists on an emotional frequency that is consistent and understandable and carries the script through despite its frankly nonexistent plot structure. This is the end of the world rendered not as a great rending scream…

Shatter Dead is an abysmal waste of videotape, a horribly executed stab at a thought-provoking zombie movie about a world populated by the living dead, and the small minority of survivors who try to avoid becoming one of them. Stark Raven leads an atrocious, monotone cast through ninety minutes of artless filler that succeeds only at answering the question how can a male zombie have sex if he can't get an erection? Why, by tying a pistol to his penis of course. Shatter Dead is like what you would get if a lobotomized Jörg Buttgereit directed an episode of Red Shoe Diaries. Needless to say nobody will be celebrating the twentieth anniversary of this garbage this year.

This movie takes an interesting premise and really goes for it. It never looks back, it never second guesses itself, it just fucking goes. I respect that. A lot.

In this world zombies come back exactly as they were when they died. They're not ghoulish Romero zombies or Fulci's dirt zombies, they're just normal people. If you died in a way that doesn't leave any sort of scarring than you can't even tell you're dead but if shit happens while your a zombie you don't heal because your body is dead.

They also didn't seem to be out for brains. They were just there existing as second class citizens.

My goal this Halloween is low-budget, obscure and foreign; so I decided to start off with a mood setter. Shatter Dead follows a woman venturing through a zombie apocalypse on her way to her see her lover. Sounds like well-trotted ground, but what makes Shatter Dead stand out is it's unique take on the undead. Instead of being shambling flesh eaters, zombies are more like people...only dead...ish

Low-budget, obviously going for more art than scare and very low-key. Shatter Dead is a wonderful example of a good background movie. (Which is why I put it on.) I like the noises, the sounds are cool, dialog is alright. Good chill-out film, unique premise, decent execution. Definitely going in my Nap-Movies list.

This movie takes an interesting premise and really goes for it. It never looks back, it never second guesses itself, it just fucking goes. I respect that. A lot.

In this world zombies come back exactly as they were when they died. They're not ghoulish Romero zombies or Fulci's dirt zombies, they're just normal people. If you died in a way that doesn't leave any sort of scarring than you can't even tell you're dead but if shit happens while your a zombie you don't heal because your body is dead.

They also didn't seem to be out for brains. They were just there existing as second class citizens.

One thing I've learned about myself while immersed in the world of SOV is that I no longer really give a tin shit whether or not something is narratively coherent or how formally impressive it is or isn't if, at bottom, it makes emotional sense to me. Shatter Dead is better made than most at this level because Scooter McCrae is a thoughtful dude with a number of strong ideas and a visual sense that finds striking images whenever he can, but most importantly it exists on an emotional frequency that is consistent and understandable and carries the script through despite its frankly nonexistent plot structure. This is the end of the world rendered not as a great rending scream…

My goal this Halloween is low-budget, obscure and foreign; so I decided to start off with a mood setter. Shatter Dead follows a woman venturing through a zombie apocalypse on her way to her see her lover. Sounds like well-trotted ground, but what makes Shatter Dead stand out is it's unique take on the undead. Instead of being shambling flesh eaters, zombies are more like people...only dead...ish

Low-budget, obviously going for more art than scare and very low-key. Shatter Dead is a wonderful example of a good background movie. (Which is why I put it on.) I like the noises, the sounds are cool, dialog is alright. Good chill-out film, unique premise, decent execution. Definitely going in my Nap-Movies list.

This indie zombie flick is as much a meditation on the meaning of life in a post-apocalyptic world as it is a horror film. It's really quite ambitious, and there is a lot going on in its 82 minutes. I was first exposed to this film as the source of an ex-girlfriend's album title, only saw that scene and thought it rather silly. But I was recently talked into giving the film a solid watch, and I must say I was impressed. I love this kind of regional filmmaking, for knowing that it has to take things far to be noticed, and for bringing fresh, real faces to the screen. The only thing that bugs me is that the pace…

Shatter Dead is an abysmal waste of videotape, a horribly executed stab at a thought-provoking zombie movie about a world populated by the living dead, and the small minority of survivors who try to avoid becoming one of them. Stark Raven leads an atrocious, monotone cast through ninety minutes of artless filler that succeeds only at answering the question how can a male zombie have sex if he can't get an erection? Why, by tying a pistol to his penis of course. Shatter Dead is like what you would get if a lobotomized Jörg Buttgereit directed an episode of Red Shoe Diaries. Needless to say nobody will be celebrating the twentieth anniversary of this garbage this year.

Watched the original Sub Rosa DVD Issue of this last night - bought the DVD used from Amazon and it skipped past a few parts due to some disc damage, which was AWFUL because the film was so GREAT! I seriously love this one, probably my favorite SOV film of all time and I really don't have any other SOV favorites. This is practically the only one. The bleak atmosphere, wonderful performances and strong, dynamic premise shine through any kind of technical shortcomings the film may have. This is a little gem; I have no idea why it took me so long to check this one out. Definitely another inspirational experience. Transgressive, dirty, beautiful, everything you could ask for in a film.